On Sunday we all went to the Tate Modern to see the Edvard Munch exhibition. We’re members so we go when we can. I studied Munch in my art class in high school so I am familiar with his work. I have to say this exhibition left me feeling a little flat. I liked the paintings but the photography and films were very crude and banal. I do love his use of colour though and I loved seeing the original paintings I studied so long ago.
We had a coffee in the outdoor cafe and Etta loved chasing the pigeons. We don’t bother with the under 5’s zone on the upper level as it’s really too small for the amount of children it usually attracts.
Tino Sehgal has a performance-based installation in the turbine hall. As far as I could tell the participants (dancers?) involved had to run around always keeping someone in between them and someone else – I think? Basically like adults playing tag. We watched for about 5 minutes and hoped something else might happen – it didn’t.
We had munch – I mean lunch in the cafe on the ground floor. They cater really well for children including free kids meals and crayons to keep them busy.
Going to the Tate alway reminds me how much I love living in London.